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Speak, speak my little heart |
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Is that such bad a sin? |
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Where oh where do you go? |
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Was I that bad again? |
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But if I was a puppet |
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We'd get along just fine |
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Puppet |
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Put here or put me there |
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Do I feel better now? |
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Used have a fit or two |
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But now I hardly smile |
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'Cause when I am a puppet |
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We get along just fine |
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And maybe for a while |
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We could play together |
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And when I am a puppet |
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I have no voice |
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And maybe in your hands |
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I could just right |
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I'm in your hands now |
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I'm up to you |
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No thoughts or visions |
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The perfect girl |
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My sins are freezing |
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My heart is breaking |
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In your hands |
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The perfect girl |
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Puppet |
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You don't know what I;m thinking |
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'Cause I'm not thinking anything |
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I used t have a thought or two |
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But now I only smile |
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Now I only smile |
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'Cause when I am your puppet |
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We get along just fine |
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And maybe for a while |
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We could play to gether |
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And when I am a puppet |
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And when I have no voice |
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I'm in your hands now |
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I am your puppet |
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And we get along just fine |
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Maybe for a while |
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I could act just right |
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Act just right |
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....Puppet.... |
